This week I become OLD - 50.
My daughter (who turned 30 recently <snicker>) bless her heart just bought a new boat, and she and her hubby want to take me out fishing Saturday.
I haven’t been in years, and all my gear (bobbers etc) stayed with my ex when I got divorced a few years ago.
Well, looks like it’s license time for me, and time to pick up some bait, sinkers and bobbers. (live with it…)
When I can afford it (in this economy, god knows when that’ll be) I may stumble into the flyfishing store thats a couple miles down the road. I think it’s protected from my ilk with force fields though, but I’ll write a report on that visit when it comes time.
My bride is 3 months older than I am, so she hits these milestones first.
She hit 30, and 40, without blinking. And so did I. But then 50 really bothered her. I was surprised, but 3 months later it really bothered me too. I think it has something to do with realizing that you have probably used up more than half of your life and the best half (health and energy wise) at that.
The good news is that this bummer feeling only happened at 50. Every year since then has been just fine. That includes 60, which went down without a whimper from either of us. Indeed, since 60 we have spent more time commenting on how surprisingly youthful we are than on how old we are.
So, get through the day and the week. It is mostly uphill from there for several more years!
Has anyone else here noticed the metamorphosis happening? The butterFLY is slowly emerging. He has begun to mention the “Fly Shop” down the road, and has admitted that perhaps one day it will happen. It’s a beautiful thing to watch. :rolleyes:
Happy Birthday Ron. Now go fishing…bobber, weights and all.
I went through my “crisis” at 24.
I thought I was going to be 25 and lamented about it all day. A quarter of a century old!
When I got home, my wife of then told me, “You’re full of crap. You’re only 24 today.”
That made it all better. Let’s Party! :lol:
Oh, and about divorce. I learned there is nothing I had that I couldn’t replace with better. Including her.
So get some clear bobbers, the kind you can add some water to for longer casts.
Take an open mind to WalMart or Kmart and gear up and go have some fun!
Good Luck!
“50” is OLD? In twenty three days I become 61 and although my mind does not say I am old my battered body tells me I am in the mornings. I was never one to want to go back in time but I sure could handle being “50” once again. As REE said “50” is not old. I think that as one gets older you tend to look forward more to the fun days such as time spent on the river or streams.
So I see that the fly shop has its mojo working pretty well on you. They’ve got you thinking that you’re safe because they don’t want “your ilk”. Soon you’ll believe that you can walk past it with complete impunity. It is only an illusion. Some day you’ll be walking along the sidewalk, thinking nothing of that lurking fly shop. There will be a sudden <SWIRL> and there will be one less pedestrian on hte sidewalk, one less worm-dunker, one more fly fisher.
Hey Ron, Hexagenia limbata.
Soon you will understand…
We have enough ‘spare’ gear here to outfit several people. All the man has to do is say he’s ready and he WILL be ready if you get my drift. Hope he has a great time with his daughter and hubby, must be careful 'tho, this stuff is addictive.
Happy Birthday flatlander.
I think if we took a close look at the fly fishers here we would see most were of your “ilk” before we became fly fishers. That force field is really a tractor beam.
So this week you become old ?
This week 35 years back on August 12 I was a scared 18 year old kid standing in a group of about 200 other 18-20 year old scared kids and we all raised our right hands and repeated the words " I do solemly swear or affirm to uphold and defend the constitution…" Folkes that have said this all remember , if vaguely how it goes. I have to ask myelf the same question that yuo seem to be dealing with .
How did I get this old?
In my case I have to answer ; God will often look after the foolish and little kids .
Actually there is no such thing as male mid-life crisis and it is easy to prove. A guy reaches a certain age and realizes there is a lot he does not know, surprising since he knew absolutely everything there is to know by 14.
The more he realizes he does not know the more questions he develops. The more questions he develops the more he realizes the importance of outside input, and asks for it.
Suddenly, folks all around him start having panic attacks and other crises. These crises are projected to the shoulders of the poor simple questioner.
I turned 50 back in November. On the day I turned 50, I received in the mail AARP’s application for membership. :shock: Truth be told I feel half my age. Even my wife tells me to grow-up and act my age.
